Someone day just stopped me and said “You seem like you want to go somewhere far away..For some reason and she was right :/
I wish didn’t hate myself so much :/
When I was growing up my life was fine until my dreams turned into night mares by nights got longer and afternoons got shorter. when I was 12 I starting cutting my wrist because I was bullied in school mostly by boys, (im a girl) It was a time where I wanted to commit suicide in the school bathroom with my belt but I was a cow ward and didn’t go through with it. By 13 I was cutting both wrist an legs I knew I was supposed to eat but I would just drink water for days and not eat anything. I got a […]
I want to commit suicide
I just don’t want to live in this world anymore, I have no purpose so why still live it…
thanks for the support but im breaking down.. To people I love “Sorry I exist”
Bye, I guess…Good dreams
SOCIETY: are you under 100lbs?
GIRL: no, but im happy.
SOCIETY: is your hair down to your ass?
GIRL: no, but im happy
SOCIETY: do you have huge boobs?
GIRL: no, but
SOCIETY: do you have a flawless smile?
GIRL: No.
SOCIETY: Do you realize how ugly you are?
SOCIETY: Do you realize that no one wants you?
SOCIETY: Did you realize your stupid?
SOCIETY: Where did you go?
SOCIETY: have you commited suicide?
SOCIETY: Omg, no, she was so beautiful, and special, and loved, she will be missed so much society is so ugly, why did she have to go?
” Society knows perfectly well how to kill a man and has methods more subtle than death” -Andre Gide.
Sometimes I just feel like I’m drowning in a endless pool of pain, & Horrible thoughts, and no one can see me struggle.
There’s that occasional night where you just break down and cry because you know that no matter what, Things will never be the same again.
Every cut has a name….
Can you feel it? The dead weight yor legs from the sleeping pills, the dizziness from the alcohol, the soft throbbing of your pulse as blood is pumped out of your wrists? That’s it. That’s what we’ve been waiting for, that’s the quiet comfort. The beauty of dying.
Sometimes it scares me how much I think about going out for a walk and never coming home, How willing I am to leave everything I have and everyone I know.
have you ever felt like you don’t know what’s going on anymore? Like you dot care about anything anymore. You’ve lost your motivations to do anything. You are confused about your feelings, and you cant explain how you feel. You have that feeling o emptiness, and the feeling that no one understands you anymore. And it seems like there’s nothing to look forward to anymore.
Yeah, I get these feelings too.
Society: Be yourself.
You: *Being your self*.
Society: No not like that.
Sometimes I think I deserve every cut I’ve given myself…
* Secretly having mental breakdowns because nothing is going right and all motivation is lost* 🙂
Depression stole my Education.
It stole my all of my Friends.
My Motivations.
My Dreams.
My Future.
My Life.
Me.
Emotionally: I’m done.
Mentally: I’m drained..
Spiritually: I’m dead.
physically: I smile.
We met, we fell in love. Loved for a short time, broke up. I cried, he didn’t care. He loved again, I died…
When I’m alone I feel sad, alone but when people come around its like a part of me wants to be happy then another part doesn’t…